1
I want to flee from myself
take some pills lull myself in to an endless sleep
go away and take the leap,
who would care, who would miss me
I was horrible and a bitch
so now I'm taking this leap to be burried in a ditch.
2
And there would they find me, in that cold and muddied place.
Would they know that I was sorry, could they see that on my face?Could I ask them for forgiveness? Could they see that in my eyes?
I honestly don't think so; not covered in worms and flies.
So maybe I'd better think on this, and find another way
to make up for my wrongs, and die some other day.
3 For when death comes, he is not a pretty sight,
he makes you strife and struggle, a very ugly fight,
Death will come soon enough, that is surely true,
so thoughts of death should never, ever, make you blue.
